Transmigrated As My Former Uncle's Sweetheart

When he heard the woman's footsteps moving away, Long Xuan's dark eyes opened and a smile appeared on his lips.

Lin Qingyuan left to clean herself up and when she returned, she found Long Xuan had taken up half of the bed. This annoyed her and she wanted very much to drag him under the bed.

However, it was just a thought and she did not dare put it into action.

She took off her shoes and climbed over him to get to the inner part of the bed, unable to resist reaching out to punch his straight, shapely nose as she did so.

Long Xuan nearly his facade. Fortunately for him, she soon released his nose.

Before he could start feeling relieved, he felt a stab of pain on his cheek. He was in slight disbelief when he realized what she was doing.

Lin Qingyuan had reached out to pinch his cheek. Then, when she saw him continue to sleep soundly, she pinched him a few more times.

Multiple fingermarks appeared on his fair cheek instantly.

As she admired her 'handiwork', she mumbled in a low voice, "That's what you get for bullying me!"

Long Xuan smiled and suddenly turned over in bed, pinning her underneath him as he did so.

Lin Qingyuan blinked and stared at the man laying on top of her, unable to react.

She snapped out of it after realizing he had not moved from this position for quite a while.

She stared at the man's closed eyes and, for a moment, she thought he was pretending to be asleep.

It looked like he was genuinely asleep and had flipped onto her inadvertently.

She was a little mad at this and pinched his waist.

In pain, Long Xuan suppressed the grunt in his throat. He buried his face into her neck and took in her scent.

Lin Qingyuan tried to push him away.

However, she was breathless from the exertion and was nearly breaking out in a sweat while making no progress in pushing him away. Lin Qingyuan could only give up.

She glared at the netting on top of the bed.

As she was exhausted, it was not long before her eyelids felt heavy and she drifted to sleep.

When he heard the woman's peaceful breathing, Long Xuan finally opened his eyes.

He moved away and looked at the woman's innocent, sleeping face. He smiled bitterly.

He reached out to massage his waist. That woman was quite vicious. She pinched his waist with considerable force.

He reached out, wanting to pinch her in return, but when he saw her fair and tender face, he found himself unable to follow through with it.

In the end, he only kissed her on the forehead and lay back down next to her.

The next morning.

When Lin Qingyuan woke up, she found herself wrapped tightly in Long Xuan's arms. One of her legs was wrapped openly around his body.

She was taken aback and when she realized what she was doing, she quickly pulled her leg away and backed out from his embrace.

"Are you awake?" Long Xuan's morning voice had a lazy tinge to it.

"Yes," Lin Qingyuan replied vaguely.

She was a little puzzled about how her sleeping posture was just now.

Even though she did not have the best sleeping etiquette, she was not as bad as that.

How could she have rolled into Long Xuan's arms while sleeping, even intimately wrapping her hands around his waist?

She began to have some self-doubt.

However, right at that moment, Long Xuan began rubbing his face and his waist. He said in a puzzled voice, "That's strange. Why do I feel pain in my face and waist when I just woke up? It feels like someone had beaten me up."

Lin Qingyuan immediately felt guilty when she heard that. She said drily, "It could be due to your bad sleeping posture."

At the mention of sleeping posture, Long Xuan gave her a thoughtful look. "That's true, I might have been slept on by you."

The memory of how her leg had been wrapped around him when she woke up flashed in her mind, and she felt even guiltier.

"I usually have great sleeping posture, I have no idea why yesterday would be…" She paused. "It must be because the bed is too small and two people had to squeeze into it."

"Is that so?" Long Xuan looked at her with a twinkle in his eye.

"Yup." A look flashed in Lin Qingyuan's eyes as she attempted to climb over him. "I'm going to clean myself up."